One Thousand Miles

Chapter  |  Parenthood

Part  |  Two

The pain I felt now was unbearable. I honestly just felt like laying there in the hospital bed waiting for the doctors to come in to tell me that it was time to push. But for right now I had to lay here listening to John's mom Alexandria, talk about when she went into labor with John. Michael could clearly see that I did not feel like talking so he kept trying to find way to get her to leave the room.

"When I finally popped my little boy out I was shocked at how big he was. The doctors said that he weighed about---"

Michael cleared his throat. "Um, honey why don't we go get something to eat. I'm sure Stephanie would like to rest for a while."

Alexandria waved her hand and shook her hand as if she were dismissing the idea. "Oh non-sense Michael, I'm sure Stephanie isn't that tired. Now where was I? Oh yes, John's weight. Like I said a few seconds ago before I was interrupted, John was a very heavy baby. He weighed eleven pounds for crying out loud, but I still loved him."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door and all of our heads turned toward the door to see who it was. I tried to smile, but I'm sure I looked constipated. "Hey."

John smiled and entered the room holding a Wendy's bag in one hand and a cup holder in the other. "Hey I brought you something to eat in case you were hungry. So has anything new happened since I left?"

I sighed and tried my best to sit up. John noticed I was struggling so he quickly sat the bag and drinks down before placing one hand on my back and the other on my shoulder before slowly lifting me up. I looked up at him and have him a small nod. "Thanks, and sadly no nothing has happened since you left."

John nodded his head before he turned to face his parents. "Mom, dad, do you think you could give Stephanie and I some privacy?"

Alexandria opened her mouth to most likely protest, but before she could say anything, Michael spoke. "Yes of course anything for you two. We'll be in the waiting room with the others. Come on Al."

Alexandria stood there debating whether or not she should go, but eventually she gave up and followed her husband out the door. Once they were gone John reached up slowly and moved a few strands of hair out of my face and behind my ear. "God you're so beautiful. Even when your face is covered in sweat and your hair is pulled back into the messiest bun you're still the most gorgeous woman in my eyes."

I felt the blush slowly creep up into my cheeks and my lips twitched. My face stayed like that for a while before finally my slight smile dropped into a frown and I suddenly felt like crying. "John I...I'm scared," I whisper softly.

He breathes out through his nose and moves some more hair out of my face. "I know, but it's okay because I'm scared too. I'm sure once we've fallen into a routine with him things will be easier and less scary."

I nod my head slowly and slowly turn my head to face him. "I've noticed that we never came up with a name with him. We probably should come up with one now shouldn't we?"

He grins widely and nods his head. "Well there is one name on my mind."

Finally after a few more hours the doctors came back in with news that made me so happy and scared at the same time. When they told us it was time, I noticed John's face pale and sweat form on his forehead. He looked me directly in the eye before he cupped my face in his hands and pressing a hard kiss on my forehead then lips.

"Baby just calm down, everything is going to be okay as long as I'm here, okay?" John asks he takes my small hand into his bigger one. I slowly nod my head before closing my eyes tight and tilting my head back.

"Okay Stephanie, when I tell you to push you push, okay?" Doctor Weaver asked from the end of the bed. I mumble something and slightly nod.

I would be lying if I said it hurt pushing my son out. It wasn't as bad the contractions, but I still felt pain. Every time I tried to push I would dig my nails down into John's flesh and bite down on my bottom lip. John would use his free hand to move hair out of my face and whisper things like, "I love you," and, "Everything is going to be okay."

Once the pushing was finally over and I heard my baby's cries fill the room I couldn't help, but my tears fall freely. I let go of John's head and slowly opened my eyes before lifting myself up slowly. My lip quivered when my eyes landed on him and that's when I couldn't hold back my sobs. Once the doctors cleaned him up and wrapped in a blue blanket they handed him to me.

I stared down at him with so much love in my eyes as I held him in my arms. It was hard to believe that he was here in my arms breathing in the same air that his father and I breathe in. I grin down at him and sniff before letting out a small laugh. "You're so perfect," I whisper. I look back at John and smile at the look on his face. He looked like he was in love and about to cry. "Would you like to hold him?"

He averts his eyes away from him and towards me. "What?"

I smile and giggle. "I asked if you would like to hold him."

He looks at me for a moment before nodding his head and reaching his hands forward. John stops trying to grab him out of my hands when he suddenly makes a sound. After a few seconds he continues to try to pick him up before finally he succeeds. He smiles widely at him and sways side to side. "Hey there little guy, it's your daddy."

I laugh quietly before sucking in my bottom lip. I don't take my off of John and our son even when the door opens and the sound of footsteps fill the room. After a minute or so I turn around to see John's parents, Ruth and Brandy, some more of John's cousins, and shockingly Lauren and Chuck. I smile at all of them before turning to look back at John and our son before turning to them once again.

"Everyone I would like for you to meet our son, Cameron Schmidt."

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DEDICATED TO THEIMPERFECTPOET FOR GUESSING THE RIGHT NAME LAST CHAPTER! :D